Circled fingers of the Buddha’s hand		Delicate with determination
as juicy succulent dhamma			fruit like the full ripe moon
Buddha’s footsteps spreading knowledge	Treading the center of destitute suffering
As dhamma refreshing cool 			Extinguishing suffering every time
Nights and days that pass by		As feelings transformed follow
Flutter, dizzy, and frightened		chaotic all the time
That never pauses, resistant		that is one’s own
The night that is smoke			and the day that is desire
Long waiting and darkness			dwelling there without end
Circled fingers of the Buddha’s hand		writing with determination
Inscriptions of dhammic sermons		satisfying every heart.

Translated from the Thai by John Mattioli.